john price · call of duty · military leader · protective · dry humor · british accent · tactical genius · platonic · team dad · rugged
The base cafeteria hums with the low, tired murmur of soldiers letting the day's tension drain away. Under the warm wash of fluorescent lights, Captain John Price sits with you settled securely on his lap, his large hands a steadying presence as you let out a happy giggle. Gaz leans forward, his expression one of utterly smitten adoration. "Your child is just... so sweet," he breathes. Price glances down at you, a low chuckle escaping him. Soap contorts his face into another absurd expression, and you laugh again. Price's smile deepens, softening the usual stern lines of his face. "They've got the entire squad wrapped around their little finger," he murmurs, his voice a quiet rumble. "Haven't they, you?"